<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:17:12.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Come True...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-8719048535068360565</id><published>2008-12-26T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:13:09.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 is coming to an end!!!! This year has been another year filled with ups and downs, and multiple hurdles. And I must really thank the usual group of people who stood by me all these while, who were there for me all the time, constantly giving me support and encouragement. I don't think i need to elaborate more, bcos everything is stated in the hand-made xmas card.... So, my dear monsters, even if u want to throw the card away, at least keep the piece of paper with the message on it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've worked at several places throughout the year and I must say I've really learnt alot from the people whom i met along the way. I've also made new friends along the way, some may be just aquaintances, but there are some whom i really treasure the friendship between us. I've gotten myself a new group of kakis to crap with and to share my joy and trouble with and i recruited a new member to my bread eating club... haha. I enjoyed and learnt the most when i was working at beatty and MCL. These were the 2 places that made me feel a sense of belonging working there and a feeling of emptiness after i stopped working. I really miss the people at these 2 workplaces, especially the usual group of people whom i lunch with and crap with. I really miss the familiar laughters and voices, the daily chit chat sessions and the nonsensical ideas that we come up with together. But, all good times must come to an end... so i guess it's really time to move on..... We'll still meet up for lunch or dinner soon :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To all my friends and buddies, thanks for all the fun and joy that you have showered me with throughout the year! I'm really looking forward to another year of happiness and fun with you all.... Happy 2009 (in advance)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-8719048535068360565?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8719048535068360565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=8719048535068360565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/8719048535068360565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/8719048535068360565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-is-coming-to-end-this-year-has.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-4800995011312703106</id><published>2008-12-08T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:37:25.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes.... I shall update my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Marathon yesterday, and I had the best run ever due to the people whom i ran with. It's because of these ppl ( Belinda, Gina &amp;amp; Glenda) that made the 10km seemed to be a brisk. We walked, jog, ran and crapped throughout the 10km. But Gina was luckier to spot some good-looking ones. Apparently she was the tourist of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sense of fulfilment at the finishing line was priceless. Sharing one another's accomplishment, giving one another 'high-tens' were part of the few memorable moments. And i'm really glad that I will have more running buddies next yr!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-4800995011312703106?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4800995011312703106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=4800995011312703106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/4800995011312703106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/4800995011312703106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-7208467508952555544</id><published>2008-07-26T02:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T03:46:22.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok... I know i'm a little late in writing this post, but still... i must talk about my wonderful bangkok trip with my buddies ( The Monsters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For most of us, our day started with JY's sms at 2am (we've to be at the airport by 4.30am) to ask if we are awake, when most of us are just about to take a short nap. Guess she's just too excited about going on a trip with us. Though we've gone a trip together once, somehow it just felt a little different this time round. Probably because we're taking a plane and travelling further. We were all looking forward to this trip. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had loads of fun in Thailand. I think the main reason for having so much is not because we get to travel. but rather because of the great company, the funny things that we do or say, and the many new memories that were created. Yes, i agree that 3 days is abit short, but the great time we had together throughout these 3 days is good enough to stay in our hearts for a long long time, most probably for the rest of our lives. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highlights of the trip:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Jy and SQ can actually stay awake even after 1am and play pool! By right, they'll knock out at this time especially after walking for the whole day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Belinda Cheng actually finished up a whole plate of thai fried kway teow with lots of bean sprouts and carrots, when she don't even eat a single bean sprout or carrot in Singapore!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. 6 of us can actually squeeze into a taxi, though i've to sit on JY's lap. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. We almost got con by the tuk tuj drivers. Not once, but twice. But, i finally get to ride on a tuk &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuk. :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The supposedly relaxing and useful foot massage turned out to be a laughing session. But it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was really ticklish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Lugging a bed mattress to Gina's room so that the 6 of us can sleep in one room on the last &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. The fruitful shopping trips and polishing of bargaining skills each day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Sleeping only about 3 hours each day and yet still have the energy to shop for the whole day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. The last minute shopping at platinum(a wholesale shopping centre) and we came back with &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;both our hands filled with shopping bags within 2 hours!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. The great sign of relief on our faces when our luggages exceeded the limit by 8kg in total and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet we did not have to pay for the extra weight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This trip had actually made us get to know each other more in one way or another, and somehow brought us closer. I really enjoyed myself and I must say the 3 days in Bangkok were the happiest days for me in the past 2 months. And, I must really thank Gina and Winnie for letting me and SQ bunk in with them ( because i didn't feel right sleeping in my room) and SQ for being such an understanding room-mate, Jy and Belinda for sacrificing themselves in taking the corner room next to the emergency exit, because they know i didn't like that kind of room. Thanks for comprising and being so understanding! That's really what friends are for!! :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'm really looking forward to the next trip! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before we set off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227030586162773586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIokn8ZVflI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oobDY_Soioo/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the latest trend in carrying shopping bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227031529333418162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIole1-vaLI/AAAAAAAAABE/itnaSUi3lUI/s320/CIMG0173.JPG" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIAM Paragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227032747835482514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIomlxQRYZI/AAAAAAAAABM/MdO0CK7Xewg/s320/CIMG0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at our hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227033875662192754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIonnavHQHI/AAAAAAAAABU/XZe51IZ43Qc/s320/IMG_0837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227034954857670498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIoomPDXZ2I/AAAAAAAAABc/TF0KHl0ateU/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT Bangkok Airport&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227036453633218642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIop9ebTWFI/AAAAAAAAABk/B46ocxroAzA/s320/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the new identity( the shades)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227038477513708338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIorzR-A0zI/AAAAAAAAABs/Dw054mp1llk/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-7208467508952555544?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7208467508952555544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=7208467508952555544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/7208467508952555544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/7208467508952555544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/SIokn8ZVflI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oobDY_Soioo/s72-c/IMG_0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-2467883909396503820</id><published>2008-06-04T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:37:18.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My whole world just crashed last thursday. Well, it may sound exaggerating to many of you, but i think that's the best description to how i felt. I've never felt so lost, frighten, lonely and disappointed in the whole of my 20 years! Never! It became worse when i received a 2nd bomb 2 days after. The feeling was worse than horrible. I suddenly felt so tired and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, these 2 bombs that had dropped on me had make me realised that i am blessed with a group of fabulous friends, who are really just a call away and a supportive family. They had been there to cheer me up, to boost my confidence, to tell me that all is not gone. They gave me the strength to move on, to think of my future, and brought me back to life. I must admit I'm really fortunate to have these people around me. This had also made me come to a conclusion that one does not need to have many friends around him/her. All you need is just one group of really good friends whom you know will be there no matter what happens, who will willingly lend you a helping hand, who will just keep quiet and let you rattle on and on, who will just sit quietly beside you and patiently wait till you're ready to talk; they know what you want even when you don't say it out and they know exactly what to say or do. I'm really grateful for having this group of friends in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the monsters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for meeting up with me straight away after I called. Thanks for spending time with me even though some of you have to work or have attachments the next day. Thank you for coming all the way to my house to cook for me, to help me with my letters and most importantly, keep me company. I really appreciate all that you've done for me. (: Thank YOU, my buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Yang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Thank you for spending time with me on the phone and let me cry my heart out. Thank you for crapping with me so that i'll forget the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TO lilian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Thank you for talking to me on the phone till almost 2am just to cheer me up! You've done a good job! I'll tell your boss to increase your pay! Hahaha. Thank you for accompanying me to wherever i wanted to go. Thanks for meeting up with me to help me and cheer me up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To my spy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Thanks for hiring lilian as your spy, to make sure i'm alright, to cheer me up, to update you and to make sure i'm not "suicidal". haha. Thanks for calling despite me rejecting your calls. Thanks for all ur smses and for "waking" me up by telling me not to sit down and feel miserable but to think of alternatives, to be prepared for the worst, to look on the bright side and remain positive. Thanks for meeting up with me to help me, to cheer me up. I'm really glad to have you as a friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A BIG Thank you to all those mentioned above. I'm feeling much better now, though i must admit that I still feel upset at times. But, i'll move on....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-2467883909396503820?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2467883909396503820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=2467883909396503820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/2467883909396503820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/2467883909396503820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-whole-world-just-crashed-last.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-239179026200201778</id><published>2008-05-25T22:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:15:31.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I finally understand how it feels like when others unknowingly just neglect ur feelings. I know it's not on purpose, and i'm not putting the blame on anyone. Just that i regret saying certain things unknowingly that might have hurt others or remind them of something unpleasant. I just feel that we've to be more observant and really think twice before we speak or get ourselves engrossed in a conversation. Because the feeling is horrible when everyone is talking abt something which u so much hope u can be involved, but somehow u just cant fit in or bcos u are uncertain of when u'll be able to join in the conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My mood has been super duper down these 2 days, due to the feeling of anxiety and emptiness. I just cant wait to receive the replies from the various uni, be it good news or bad news. I'm tired of waiting, and to be honest, i'm not very optimistic about the replies. It makes me feel very frustrated. Everyone is planning for their future, aft being accepted or rejected. People are talking about the various uni courses that they want to choose, how are they going to spend uni life and so on. But here i am, still waiting for a letter ( hopefully not in vain). Everyone is asking me which uni i'm going, whether i've received any replies, why are they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;taking so long etc etc.... COME ON! If i know the answer, I would not be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;feeling so DOWN NOW!!!!! SO, just give me a break from all these nonsense! The feeling really sucks when everyone is talking about uni stuff and here i am wondering when i'll get the letter. It just pissed me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To make things worse, i no longer have work or challenging students to keep me occupied and not think about all these. Somehow i just wish that time can stand still and not let this term come to an end. When i'm all alone, memories of the past 2 terms just keep flashing in my mind. The good times, the bad times just keep coming to my mind. To be honest, i really miss those times, be it good or bad. I miss the fun-filled lunches, the other 3 comrades of mine, our spy (who did a wonderful job, though the msg might be delivered late at times) and ofcourse, my students. I just felt so empty when i woke up on Saturaday( 1 day aft the last day of sch). I just felt that life now is too peaceful for me to take it. It's an uncomfortable feeling that cant be described, or maybe i just don't know how to describe it. Relief teaching had really made me become a stronger person. It has allowed me to know how "dangerous" a workplace can be and how difficult it is to find someone whom u can trust and who is really your friend. I'm really glad that i was given this opportunity to widen my horizons. And i'm greatful for a wonderful boss/friend, who never fail to stand up for us, to protect us, to support us, to cheer us on, to lend us a listening ear and many many more. :) my 3 comrades who is always willing to help me, or sometimes even allow me to vent my frustrations and never fail to brighten my day. And not forgetting, the wonderful kids who are capable of making u mad and then make u happy again, who never fail to create trouble and then apologise to you. It's these people who make me feel sad to leave, who make me want to turn back time. But, i know, it's time to keep all these precious moments in my heart and move on. I know it's hard, but that's the reality of LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-239179026200201778?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/239179026200201778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=239179026200201778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/239179026200201778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/239179026200201778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-finally-understand-how-it-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-5954879314093688391</id><published>2008-03-25T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:41:38.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just don't understand why people just cannot mind their own business. Why do people have to kick a fuss out of a small issue and i finally realised the true meaning of "silent, but deadly". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the other hand, i'm really thankful for the one who has helped us and never fail to stand up for us. A guardian angel indeed! :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, on the brighter side, I had celebrated my bdae in advance on friday and Sunday. Thanks for the presents! Really love them! :) And, the monsters gave me a frame with pictures of us pasted! Was really touched. And, here are the Pictures:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181686519135215298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/R-kMb3Z8HsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WeJPBmFhIIQ/s320/DSCF0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181688443280563922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/R-kOL3Z8HtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HLuvD-Oc1_s/s320/DSCF0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181689302274023138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/R-kO93Z8HuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/p-6Od4Bg27A/s320/DSCF0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-5954879314093688391?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5954879314093688391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=5954879314093688391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/5954879314093688391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/5954879314093688391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-dont-understand-why-people-just.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Im9AtBFiIb4/R-kMb3Z8HsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WeJPBmFhIIQ/s72-c/DSCF0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-542779162609863093</id><published>2008-03-13T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:23:36.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes... it has been a long long time since i last update my blog. So, i'm here to update to stop belinda and shu from nagging. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have been busy with teaching for the past 2 and a half months and very soon, the one week break is gonna be over; which means, i'll be teaching again. This job has really made me realised that it is so much better to be a student. I finally understand the "hell" that my teachers went through ( not that i was a bad student). It's really not easy handling 40 students, especially the ones that i have. There are times when i really feel lyk giving up, handing in my resignation letter and just leave. But, i know i cant do it. I've to survive and conquer them. And yes, i managed to do it, after a long time. But, these devils can be angels at times. There are times when they will do little things that will touch your heart, putting in their best effort, trying their level best to do something funny, sourcing for jokes, etc, just to put a smile back on your face. They're the ones who will tell you truthfully that they respect you and how much they enjoy talking/crapping with you. They are the ones who wipe the smile off your face and then put it back again. They are the ones who bring tears to your eyes and then wipe it off. They may be devils, but they have their angelic side too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next.... 'A' level results!!!! My results were beyond my expectations. Though they're not straight As.. but i'm glad that i've made improvements and get to stand a chance to get into a uni,though i don't know how high my chances are. But, my hard work has paid off, and really thank my family and friends for being with me through this journey. Their encouragement and advice had indeed played a big part. My parents and relatives who never fail to give me their support. And ofcourse the 5 monsters. i really thank them from the bottom of my heart, for being there for me, for going out with me to relax, for their encouragement, for their faith in me and for the confidence they have in me and always telling me that i can do it. Really glad that i've these monsters by my side all these while. They're the ones who are willing to go all out, and never expect anything in return. And i'll definitely do likewise. Without these people by my side all these while, i might not be standing strong today and i would certainly not be able to achieve what i've achieved. So, Thanks for everything! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-542779162609863093?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/542779162609863093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=542779162609863093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/542779162609863093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/542779162609863093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-344807751019654167</id><published>2007-11-27T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T01:05:41.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, it's all over! Upon completion of the exam, i've realised that time really flies and simply awaits for no man!!!! In just a blink, I've completed my 3 years A-level course. I can hardly believe it's over and i'm starting a new chapter of my life real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A supposedly fatal car accident almost cost the lives of my 2 buddies! Miraculously, both of them were not injured at all!!!! They themselves were shocked that they were not injured at all! When they told me about it, I was really thankful that they were not hurt at all, although it was hard to belief that they were not injured. I almost lose 2 of my buddies! You may think that I'm exaggerating, but this had made me believe in miracles and realised how fragile life can be. Treasure the people around you, for you do not know when they'll be gone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-344807751019654167?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/344807751019654167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=344807751019654167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/344807751019654167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/344807751019654167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-its-all-over-upon-completion-of.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-8532168200005227622</id><published>2007-08-10T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T17:55:47.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had a great national day evening with the Monsters! And i realised that it's so much more enjoyable to watch the NDP with many people, instead of just cooping myself up in the room and watch the parade alone! The atmosphere is so much more lively and joyous with more people watching it together, giving our comments, focusing on the march-pass, the G.O.H and ofcourse, focusing on the AIR Force! hahaha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to JY's house yesterday to watch the NDP (cos we can catch the fireworks from her sis room)  and instead of having steamboat, we bought finger food to share and JY made her famous fried rice. I must admit that it's really nice. Although the rest felt that it's too spicy, i thought it was Ok.  But on the whole, I'm sure everyone would agree that it's nice. And this time round, I'm smart enough to reduce the amount of food bought so that we'll not have to force ourselves to finish them like what we did the last time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had so much fun running to the  balcony to see the helicopters and the fighter planes fly pass, and rushing to pei yu's room to catch the fireworks. We were behaving like little kids, getting excited over all these. I had the best view of the fireworks, cos i was smart enough to stand on the chair, while the rest of them fought for the best standing position on the floor. =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was no alcoholic drinks yesterday, but somehow everyone was very "high", especially Winnie.  She kept insisting that we should do something crazy on such a special day, but certainly, the sober people like us did not grant her request...haha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm looking forward to Christmas or new year celebration! Maybe we should have a big party which will not only include the 6 of us, but our family too!( But, Belinda Cheng, pls pls dun bring ur dog along! Otherwise both u and ur dog will be denied entry!)  I'm sure it's gonna be filled with much more fun and joy! As long as the 6 of us are around, nothing can be boring....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, i've to stop here and continue with my revision for the BIG As! I have to fulfill my promise to JY that I'll go to sch (NUS)  with her and belinda next yr! I must do it! With so much support and encouragement from these 5 monsters and my family, there's absolutely no reason for me not to work hard! I must not disappoint them!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-8532168200005227622?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8532168200005227622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=8532168200005227622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/8532168200005227622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/8532168200005227622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/08/had-great-national-day-evening-with.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-4641903757879946058</id><published>2007-06-28T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:35:20.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One more paper and i'm done with my mid-yr exam. I think my results will be really disastrous especially for econs mcq and case study! I almost gave up on my case study.I just had the urge to stop writing and leave the last question blank. But, i managed to force myself to write something out of nothing. Hahaha. But i'm quite sure i would not pass that section. Anyway, it's all over. No matter what the results will be, i would still have to work super hard for the BIG As. Just a few more months!!!!! Time is really precious. I cant afford to waste my 3 yrs in school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, gonna meet up with the monsters on sat! Yeah....Sometimes i really think winnie has some special power or she just can read our mind. I had been wanting to eat pizza for the past week and just when i was planning to ask them out for pizza this sat, she msged me and ask if i'm ok with having pizza this sat! Haha. That's why i say, these monsters simply understands what you want, even without you telling them. Except for one monster who needs abit more time to understand and generate her thoughts cos she's still at plantium 1.... hahahaha. Hopefully she won't spread her slowness to the next slower person. hahahaha. See you ppl on sat! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-4641903757879946058?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4641903757879946058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=4641903757879946058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/4641903757879946058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/4641903757879946058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-more-paper-and-im-done-with-my-mid.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-7091718251171756972</id><published>2007-06-11T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:27:26.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monsters! = endless joy, laugthers, love, care, support, encouragement and FRIENDSHIP!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;These 5 monsters are the joy of my life. They never fail to make my day and i enjoy every single moment spent with them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 10 superpower that these monsters have:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) As long as they are around, the most boring activities can still be filled with laughters &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy! :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Even when u are feeling down, they would never fail to bring the smile back on your &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;face. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) And even when you're really tired, you would still want to meet up with them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) They always have a place in your heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) They are the first group of people (besides your parents) you think of when you want &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;share your joy or pain with someone. And the best thing is, they would welcome &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;them with &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;open arms, even if it's your pain or trouble. And they brave through every &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;storm with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;6) They don't mind going the extra mile for you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) They appreciate every little thing you do for them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) They give you the most radiant smile just when you needed one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) They make you feel like we are one family. ( the monsters family)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) And finally, they are the greatest friends one can ever have!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's difficult to find 1 friend who has the above factors. Yet, i have 5, who have all of the above!!!! What more can i ask for, other than hoping that we'll be friends for life! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-7091718251171756972?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7091718251171756972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=7091718251171756972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/7091718251171756972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/7091718251171756972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/06/monsters-endless-joy-laugthers-love.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-1989596387100379347</id><published>2007-06-08T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T00:47:36.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm NOT gonna let u affect my mood anymore! I just cant be bothered, cos u simply mean nothing to me now. Nothing AT ALL. Whatever you do now is NONE OF MY BUSINESS! I dun care how others think or what they say, cos nothing will change my mind. Absolutely nothing. You can say whatever you want, do whatever you want, it's none of my business. Somehow, i think it's about time u take down that mask of yours and be your true self. It's time to show your true colours. Aren't you tired of wearing that mask for so many years? If you are really that coureageous, then remove that mask and be yourself. Show the world who you truely are. Show them that you are not as good as they think you are. Show them your hypocrisy. You want to talk to me about fairness? U're not fit to and you don't have the right. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the happier side, the "monsters gang" has its very own membership card made by me! hahaha. Really happy that they like the little surprise :) To my 5 monsters, please make sure you keep the card properly. Cos it has my picture inside... hahaha. And this card is priceless! Limited edition, only 6 of us have it in this whole wide world! Aren't you honoured? hahaha. Though the idea still lacks creativity (you cant expect much creativity when it's frm me. haha. i bet belinda cheng is nodding her head profusely while reading this. haha), but there's certainly 100% effort and thought put in! So treasure it! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-1989596387100379347?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1989596387100379347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=1989596387100379347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1989596387100379347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1989596387100379347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-not-gonna-let-u-affect-my-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-409878660750115289</id><published>2007-06-01T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:34:53.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm very sorry but i have to say that i'm beginning to dislike u more. The thought of meeting u all the more makes me wanna stay at home cos i really don't want to see u. I dun tink i shld face all these nonsense that u've given me, all these trouble that u've created. U may be an angel in other people's eyes, but definitely not in mine anymore! U had ruined the good impression i once had abt u; The good impression that had stayed in me for so many yrs, but u ruined it with ur own hands, ur own actions! PLS do urself a big favour by doing some soul-searching. It may do u good, yah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;what comes around goes around. juz u wait, there'll be a day in which others will treat u the same way as u did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-409878660750115289?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/409878660750115289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=409878660750115289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/409878660750115289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/409878660750115289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-very-sorry-but-i-have-to-say-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-1884777194498064666</id><published>2007-05-19T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:17:50.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's a special post specially dedicated to the 5 monsters.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First and for most, I'm really really very very sorry that i cant go for the Batam trip with u all. I really want to go, but i cant. Sorry! I'll miss u all. (when i'm free.. haha) Hope u'll enjoy ur trip, k. Really sad that i'm gonna miss all the fun. Pls bring my photo along so that when u all wana take photo, juz hold my photo up and put beside one of ur faces, then i'll be in the photo too. Then, that's a family photo. hahaha. Thank you for saying all those things at Cartel juz now, abt the jig-saw puzzle thing, the dunno wad book and the many other things that u all said when trying to persuade me to go and even follow me up to my hse. Frankly speaking, i was touched. At that moment i wanted so much to go with u all. I felt so guilty. Maybe those words may mean nth much to u all, but they really mean alot to me. Bcos at that point of time, i felt the joy of having good buddies around me. I'm really sorry if i've disappointed u all. I'm sorry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next, I really have to thank u all for accommodating me all the time, cos usually i'm the one who wants to go home earlier. Sorry for being such a spoil sport all the time. Thanks for being so understanding! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me, where on earth can i find another group of buddies who will be there whenever i need them, whenever i need to go out and relax. These are the 5 ppl who will stick by me and they are always a call or maybe even just an sms away. I'm really thankful to have them as my buddies. There's nth much i can ask for. These are the ppl who really make my day all the time. These are the ppl who understands me the most. Sometimes i really w0nder what will my life be without the 5 of u? Will it be complete? That's why i'm feeling really sorry and guilty to disappoint u all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, dun forget my presents! I dun mind having another set of "monsters' uniform".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S: I meant every single word written in this post. Including the presents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-1884777194498064666?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1884777194498064666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=1884777194498064666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1884777194498064666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1884777194498064666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/05/heres-special-post-specially-dedicated.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-1490892472199308185</id><published>2007-05-01T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:48:15.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a great day today!!!! Haven't really enjoy and relax myself for a long time. Went out with the monsters today. As usual, we had loads of fun and laughters! We went to Far east to get Shu's jeans. And while she was trying on her jeans, Belinda, jy and i were busy figuring out how to use her phone's camera and we actually didn't hear her calling out for us. Aft that, we met Winnie and jy suddenly suggested that we go to East Coast to cycle. It was an impromtu plan, as our intial plan was to just hang around in Orchard. So, we had to send Gina and Belinda back home to change, then, off we go to East Coast Park!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We rented our bicycles and cycled for an hour. But, on our way back to return the bicycles, the chain on jy's bike suddenly got stuck. There's was no way she could cycle. So, we had no choice but to call the shop to ask them to send a person to help us. So, although we overshot the time, but there was no extra charges as it was not out fault. After we returned our bikes, we went to the beach and took lots of photos! Finally, we have a photo that has all of us in it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, we went to the Han's at Budget terminal for our dinner and after that, jy brought us to a Hong Kong dessert cafe at Bugis. I wanted Almond Paste, but Winnie ordered it so she say we order different types, so can share. Then, i chose Red bean paste, but, Shu says she want. So i have no choice, i took the Yin-Yang (sesame and almond) paste. There was no more Red Bean paste, so poor Shu had to order Peanut paste instead... hahaha... serve her right...hahaha... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went home after that and again, we made lots of noise in the car on the way back... But we had fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-1490892472199308185?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1490892472199308185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=1490892472199308185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1490892472199308185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1490892472199308185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-had-great-day-today-havent-really.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-4871974311026115204</id><published>2007-04-29T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T16:57:55.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#333399;"&gt;The past two weeks was rather hectic and i had learnt a painful lesson. Really painful, but i guess the more painful it is, the more u learn. Yes, it's painful, but the lesson learnt is worth the pain. Things will nv be the same again, cos no matter how hard u try to mend a broken glass, there'll still be cracks. I'm still trying hard to accept the fact that things have changed. You may say that i'm too sentimental or soft-hearted, but deep down, i noe u all feel the pain as well. I know deep down in your hearts, you will all feel that it's a pity to let go. But when it's time to let go, we still have to. So, the lesson learnt is: Letting go is painful, but when it's time to let go, we'll have to bear with the pain and let go! As days passed, things might seem to be better or on the way back to normal, but the feeling is never the same, for the distance is there. Why must we end up this way? I long for a chance to speak my mind, but somehow, i just dun have the courage for i'm afraid that it might make things worse. We have so much plans, but they seemed to be crashed, at least for now. Will things turn for the better? or for the worse? Are the relationships between people really so fragile? It has proven to me that it is. Let's hope things will get better day by day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-4871974311026115204?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4871974311026115204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=4871974311026115204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/4871974311026115204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/4871974311026115204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/04/past-two-weeks-was-rather-hectic-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-5220022900526947530</id><published>2007-04-11T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:16:31.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok... I'm updating my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Attended the Students' council and NE council Investiture in school today...Somehow, whenever i attend these investitures, it simply just bring back the memories of the days when we were in council in secondary school. The memories of us taking over the council on 15th july 2003 and stepping down in April 2004 simply just came back to my mind... And these investitures really remind me of the times we spent together in council, the joy we had, the pain that we shared. I cant help but tink of how much fun we had together. And the investitures remind me of the 13 people who has made a great difference in my life, who had left sweet memories in my life, which are priceless..... I miss the 13 of them even more at that very moment when i see the outgoing councillors on stage. It just brings me back down the memory lane to the day we stepped down, the super creative and entertaining pyjamas dance that we put up, the tears that we shed on that day, the little notes or gifts that we exchanged and the fun we had at the stadium despite the fact that majority of us have a social studies test the next day. :) I really miss EXCO 03/04..... for they are the ones who had made my secondary life so memorable and colourful. Somehow whenever i tink of the days when we were in council, the wonderful people whom i had worked with, the games that we had created by making use of whatever resources we have in the council room, tears would simply well up in my eyes.... for i really miss the good old days. But i know we have to move on.... and the occasional gatherings are really precious. And i'll nv forget the these sentences from some of my EXCO members: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" The times we shared, the days we spent, the moments to treasure, the sadness that we faced, the fate that brought the 14 of us together, Never to forget! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(by Yan Xing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;" The length of the journey doesn't matter. What matters most is the content of the journey-- what you had learnt and who you had met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(by Pei Shan) \&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" A wonderful realisation will be the day you realise that you are unique in the entire world. There's nothing that is an accident. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( by Belinda) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And of course many more from the rest of them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget the support we had given to each other, how we cheered up each other's life, the encouragements and the motivation we received from one another. You all will always be in my heart!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-5220022900526947530?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5220022900526947530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=5220022900526947530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/5220022900526947530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/5220022900526947530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-1114355912972961059</id><published>2007-03-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:04:33.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-- 23rd March 07 --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCO gathering was the highlight for today! 11 of us turn up and it's really nice to see this ppl aft such a long time, esp Alex, Esmond and Edmund who didn't turn up for the last gathering. We went to Settlers' Cafe for dinner and also played games there.... I tink we almost tore down the roof. We laughed so much that our throats hurt aft that... The games we played were: Ugly Dolls, Taboo, and a game that is similar to our name game... We really had loads of fun! Then, halfway through, they suddenly started to sing a birthday song and the waiter brought a cake out and put it in front of me... I was surprised as i didn't expect them to celebrate my birthday. So, i was quite touched also. And the waiter got a shock when he saw hw we ate the cake... cos we didn't make use of the serviettes that he gave us. Instead, we juz dug our spoons into the cake lyk what we used to do in the council room. After, we went to the TCC at Clark Quey and sat there and continued to chit chat till 12 plus. It was really fun and these gatherings really make me miss the good old days when we were still in council. It just feel so great to be with these ppl. I'm really looking forward to the next gathering. Once again, Thanks alot for the cake, the mini celebration and the fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- 24th March 07 --&lt;br /&gt;MY birthtday is 2 days from now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the monsters for dinner tonight. Intially we wanted to have dinner at Pizza Hut, but we changed our mind after we reached Marina Sq. We had dinner at Yuki Yaki instead. When Gina tld me they didn't buy any present, i didn't believe at first, cos she didn't sound convincing at all and i was quite sure the present was in the car boot... haha... but on 2nd thot, i knew they were all very busy, so i expected a belated bdae present frm them, haha... and so i started to believe alittle, but still suspicious. But, frankly speaking, having them as friends and the dinner we had, their company was definitely more than enough. Even if they really didn't managed to buy the present on time or in fact no present at all, i really dun mind, bcos i have them as my friends and that's enough. But, I still accept presents ok! U monsters better dun tink u can get away frm it.  Ofcourse, they gave me a present. It's a bag and according to them, it's the one and only bag with that design. They said the shop owner told them that every bag in the shop has different designs and there's no 2nd piece. So, I have a special bag, for the special me... haha. I love it... Cos it's special and most importantly, it's practical! So, Thanks alot ppl! And i really had fun tonight too... and that's the reason why i always look forward to my birthday... haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-1114355912972961059?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1114355912972961059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=1114355912972961059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1114355912972961059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/1114355912972961059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/03/23rd-march-07-exco-gathering-was.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-9022039025545996645</id><published>2007-03-22T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:30:13.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The stress level is increasing!!!! But I'll overcome it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's time to look forward to friday again....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-9022039025545996645?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/9022039025545996645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=9022039025545996645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/9022039025545996645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/9022039025545996645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/03/stress-level-is-increasing-but-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-3174572165636597969</id><published>2007-03-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:06:59.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attended a seminar organised by Adam khoo's training company. Our trainer was his assistant Gary Lee. He's a very good speaker! And though it's a full day course, but time just seemed to fly when attending this seminar. He's able to capture the attention of his audiences and everyone was so attentive. You dun see the normal assembly or HTP scenerio in which people would start talking amongst themselves when a speaker tries so hard to speak. Other than hearing the laughters at his jokes, there was no other noise made. And this is the 1st time i attended a course in which everyone came back on time aft the various breaks. I really admire him for his abiltity to capture the attention of the students and making his talk so enjoyable and fun. Throughout the talk, u can hardly see any head lying on the table, or someone trying hard to sleep while sitting up straight. That's how amazing his talk was! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's oso the last day of school today. Time really flies... It's already the end of TERM 1! which means , the BIG "A" is drawing nearer! Gotta really buck up and study real hard! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sad thing about today is.... Mr Azlan is leaving us! We would not see him anymore when school reopens... which means, there goes another familiar face =( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, i'll be a lonely girl for the next few days! How sad! But, never mind, i'll try to keep myself entertain!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright, got to go and mug again... Bye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-3174572165636597969?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/3174572165636597969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=3174572165636597969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/3174572165636597969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/3174572165636597969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/03/attended-seminar-organised-by-adam.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-8509347490421483056</id><published>2007-03-05T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:36:32.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a really bad day in school.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and frustrated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-8509347490421483056?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8509347490421483056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=8509347490421483056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/8509347490421483056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/8509347490421483056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-really-bad-day-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-3959285941211301316</id><published>2007-03-04T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T17:20:52.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONGRATULATIONS To: Belinda, Mei Ying, Yan Xing, Mervy, Tee Wei, etc... for doing well for ur A-levels and being able to apply for the university! Well Done!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i'm so happy i gt an A1 for my MT paper with oral distinction...And the happiest thing is, my the other 3 sisters scored the same results as well and all of us the bartley students did lao shi proud! So happy =) Hopefully we'll be juz as happy when we get our A-level results next yr. So, let's work hard together and enjoy our fruit of labour next yr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-3959285941211301316?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/3959285941211301316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=3959285941211301316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/3959285941211301316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/3959285941211301316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/03/congratulations-to-belinda-mei-ying-yan.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-117103238999646460</id><published>2007-02-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:46:30.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yea... Common test is over!!!!And Chinese New Year is drawing near... Cant wait for it to come. For the common test, i tink this will be the first time in my life that i'm gonna fail my chinese... haha. Cos the language paper was super duper hard, and i screwed up my chinese lit paper today.... though i studied real hard for it, but i just couldn't rmb wad i had learnt. The feeling is really horrible, when u've actually put in ur heart and soul into it and in the end, ur mind just went blank when u do the paper. I hate this kind of feeling!!!! But, it's all over and there's nth i can do now. Just pray hard that i dun do that badly.... and learn frm my mistakes and do better for mid-yr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm meeting the monsters next wed!!!! Yays... so long nv see them and disturb that tree liao.... hahaha... cant wait... I'll be going to shop for their v.day present tmr as well as those for my 3 buddies.... I already have an idea of wad to give to the monsters, but, as for my 3 buddies....i'm still scratching my head...dun have any idea... but i'm sure i'll come up with sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm going to yang's bdae party tmr.... Let's hope it'll be a success! Which i'm sure it'll be cos u just nd the 4 of us to make it fun!!!! Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-117103238999646460?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/117103238999646460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=117103238999646460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/117103238999646460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/117103238999646460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/02/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-117040961177007982</id><published>2007-02-02T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:46:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahhhhh....... I'm just 3cm more to my goal! ( A perfect 30 for my napfa test!) I scored an A for my 2.4km run and the other stations EXCEPT for my Standing Board Jump!!! To get an 'A', i've to jump 198cm.... But i jumped 188cm on my 1st try and195cm on the 2nd try!!!! Just 3cm more, but i cant jump again cos each person is only entitled to 2 tries =(..... So, there goes my Perfect 30 for napfa test.... haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, this week has passed quite smoothly, but very tiring. And i realised my class is full of ppl who really can make u laugh and make ur days happier.... But i miss my ex-classmates too.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've to go and study for my common test now... Bye....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-117040961177007982?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/117040961177007982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=117040961177007982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/117040961177007982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/117040961177007982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-117016924583626391</id><published>2007-01-30T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:02:37.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haven't been feeling well since Monday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm getting nowhere in my econs!!!!!! I cant understand a single thing, and next week is already common test..... Sure to die if it continues this way. But trust me, i'll find my way out of this maze and get everything right... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mdm Siti is back!!!So glad to see her.... Management is sure gonna be much more fun with her around. And i'll understand the topics better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Napfa test this week... Hopefully i yang and i can get our perfect 30 again this yr. And the best is shir and cai get the award as well this yr. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Didn't meet up with the monsters last week, cos i was busy shopping with my mum. hahaha. I don't know why, though we didn't see each other for only a week, but it seems to me that we've not met up for ages. hahaha. Not saying that i miss them alot, but somehw i just feel abit empty and it feels as though there's sth undone. Hopefully we can meet up on valentine's day, cos shu will end her exam by then. So ppl, GET MY PRESENTS READY!!! hahahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.... enough of all these craps.... i'm going back to my econs tys now.. Bye. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-117016924583626391?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/117016924583626391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=117016924583626391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/117016924583626391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/117016924583626391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/01/down_30.html' title='Down....'/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-116936681390544157</id><published>2007-01-21T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:06:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The past one week was again spent on studying and studying and studying. Ever since school started, my life had been so boring, except for some days when i go out with the monsters. Going out with them is the only time i can really relax and have fun. But still, my focus is on my studies... It's just 2 more weeks to common test and about 9 to 10 months to the big As... sound scary right? But that's a fact that we all have to face. Seriously, on one hand, i really cant wait for the A-levels to end, but on the other hand, i wished i had more time to study and prepare for it. Life is so stressful!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most important lesson i learnt this week is that we must always think before we act!!! No matter how angry we are with somebody, we must still think before we act. If not, u'll end up creating more trouble not only for yourself, but for others oso. And, here's a piece of advice to people who likes to act as though they are the 'big brothers'... Don't try to be a hero when u're not supposed to be one, if not u are creating more misunderstandings and not help to solve the problem. So, next time, just SHUT UP and listen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the happier side, Miss Cheng has finally decided to stay on to her job and conquer the monsters... haha. Glad that the monsters are getting more disciplined... Keep perservering, Belinda!!! Don't lose to them or yourself! You must stay positive and win this game! You can do it!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-116936681390544157?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/116936681390544157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=116936681390544157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116936681390544157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116936681390544157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/01/boring-week.html' title='Boring week'/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-116895241493091329</id><published>2007-01-16T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:00:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had my 2.4km mock test today under the burning aftn sun ... fortunately... i passed, but ofcourse not with flying colours...cos, i've nt been training consistently. My timing "deprove" by 2 minutes plus. But i'll still go for lunch time training, nt only to accompany shir, but oso to train myself. Hopefully by the next mock test or during the real napfa test, the 4 of us can run together and get an "A". We can do it!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School is fine today, time seem to passed quite fast today which i'm glad it's this way. Tmr is Wednesday! 2 more days to the long awaited Friday... Cant wait for the weekend to arrive. I've bth much to say, so i shall juz end here. And oh yes.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Brenda!!!... u're one more yr to ur big 21!!!!hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-116895241493091329?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/116895241493091329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=116895241493091329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116895241493091329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116895241493091329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/01/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-116875543165975614</id><published>2007-01-14T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T14:21:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past 1 week was rather boring and tiring... School is fine, but i still miss the bartley campus and my old classmates and teachers!!! They are still the best... I'm still trying very hard to adapt to the new environment. I'm sure i can survive this year!!!! (I hope)... Next... friday is the day i bid goodbye to some of my friends ( Yx,Quek,Tee wei) as they will be starting the new chapter of their lives in NS!!! Hahaha... Cant wait to see them botak, especially Yx... i think he'll look quite funny in his new hairstyle... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the best day of the week.... Cos... i went out with the monsters!!! We went to bugis to shop for our new yr clothes and as usual, we tried all sorts of funny clothes and shoes for each other to laugh at. It's really fun, especially when u see Lee Shu Qing in high heels.... she suddenly l0ok so lady, but that's just for a few seconds.. hahaha. Belinda, shu and me bought the same shirt, which i think the words on it is only suitable for me, but definitely nt the both of them. This is what the words say" Not only CUTE, But also SMART!!!!" Suits me well rite... hahaha. Then, we met jy and winnie for dinner. We had yoshinoya. Due to the bad experience we had at the bishan outlet whenever we ask for more teriyaki sauce, we decided to juz ask the person to put alot alot of sauce. And in the end...... WE had Teriyaki Chicken Porridge!!! hahaha. Our rice was totally soaked in the sauce.... to the extent that it looks rather disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we continued shopping and Belinda Cheng finally bought the top that she wanted to buy last week. Gina, seems to be influenced by shu yesterday as she just kept stoning throughout the whole day. Maybe bcos she had officially turned 21, so she must keep up a good image and be more lady-like and nt fool with us.... But i tink there's a higher possibility that shu had influenced her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to have "tau hue" (beancurd) at Rochor Beancurd.It was really nice and Gina and jy had a good time taking weird photos and winnie had a good time torturing belinda by feeding her. I tink if i go out with them more often, i'll turn not only crazy, but fat as well... os we're always eating!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally sunday has arrived... and i hate it, because i've to go to school tmr!!!! Before i end.... here's a msg to Miss Belinda Cheng:&lt;br /&gt;You've survived the week and there's more to come.... But don't worry... I'm sure u'll be able to get use to it real soon... If they bully u, bully them back... hahaha. Or get winnie to go and nag at them. Or i can go and scare them with my artistic skills....or ask shu to go and bored them to death, or get gina to go and scream at them, or the simplest way is to ask jy to give them a real big jab so to keep them quiet and discipline... haha. SO, what i'm trying to say is... we're all behind u, always ready to give u support and a listening ear. So u can just pour all ur anger in front of us but not on us. So... perservere and u can survive the many more weeks to come! Take good care of ur throat oso, if there's a need, juz borrow the mike from L.Tan. haha. i tink i better stop here before my goosebumps get tired of standing. Let's look forward to friday again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-116875543165975614?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/116875543165975614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=116875543165975614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116875543165975614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116875543165975614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/01/past-1-week-was-rather-boring-and.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-116766001996718178</id><published>2007-01-01T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:00:21.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to one and all!!!! 2006 was really a year filled with so much joy as well as sorrows. But, they are all over and today marks a new beginning. Hopefully we'll all have a fruitful year this year and have much more fun and laughters!&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a wonderful night spent with the few monsters (gina, belinda, jy, winnie, shu). We wanted to drive all the way up to the top of Shear's bridge to catch the best view of the fireworks. But, before we could reach the top, the clock strucks 12 and we could only watch the reflections of the fireworks from a building, but we were able to see the highest one. We were so excited, juz like little kids. Then, we went to Changi Airport to have the first meal of the year. We wanted to eat Swensens ice-cream, but it was closed. So.... we ended up eating....Polar Puffs and Cakes!!! Hahaha!!! But we still had loads of fun, because we had each others' company. When we were on the car, we talked about everything under the sun, from how we want to celebrate our 21st birthday to how we want our wedding to be like and then to what names we want to give to our kids. And not to miss, disturbing Lee Shu Qing. Hahahaha... And i reached home at around 3 plus and slept at 5 plus. Then, i woke up 8 plus. Really tired!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun in 2006!!! Definitely, all these are made possible because of u people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.My family&lt;br /&gt;   For giving so much support and love throughout the year,&lt;br /&gt;   For sharing all my ups and downs throughout the year..... I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The 5 monsters (gina, jy, belinda, shu, winnie)&lt;br /&gt;     For lending me a listening ear,&lt;br /&gt;     For giving me so much encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;     For accomodating me whenever i want to go home earlier,&lt;br /&gt;     For giving me so much fun when we were in Genting,&lt;br /&gt;     For filling my life with so much laughters,&lt;br /&gt;     For sharing my joy and pain, failures and successes....&lt;br /&gt;     I thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My 3 MI buddies&lt;br /&gt;    For always being there for me to comfort me,&lt;br /&gt;    For letting me pour my unhappiness,&lt;br /&gt;    For letting me enjoy myself in sch everyday, looking forward to go to sch everyday because of u 3,&lt;br /&gt;    For all the crazy moments, be it in sch or chalet,&lt;br /&gt;    For letting me share ur ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;    For all the fun filled moments u had given me....&lt;br /&gt;   I thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To the rest of my friends&lt;br /&gt;     Thank you for being part of my life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Happy New Year!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-116766001996718178?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/116766001996718178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=116766001996718178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116766001996718178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/116766001996718178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-to-one-and-all-2006-was.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-115959993272940075</id><published>2006-09-30T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T15:06:48.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow i managed to keep my promise. Somehow you seem to give me the strength to carry on, to shift my focus onto my studies, to ensure that i study hard and not let you down. I managed to refrain myself from crying, but i didn't manage to refrain myself from thinking of you once in a while, when i am studying, Somehow you just came into my mind, I would think of the happy days we had together, how much we enjoyed eash other's company, how much you took care of me when i was young, hw you protected me from being caned by my parents, how heartbroken you'll be when my parents cane me for being naughty. My thoughts will wander off, but after a while, i'll tell myself that i've to focus on my studies because that's what you wanted. I do think of you when i'm in bed, i'm still having sleepless nights cos i'm thinking of you. I still wake up in the morning wondering how are you today. But I've stop crying, cos i know it's useless and if you don't like me to cry. I'm picking myself up, but i would never stop worrying about you. To tell you the truth, I leave in fear everyday. I fear that you'll leave me one day, I fear that you'll wipe me off your memory, I fear that i'll lose my pillar of support, I fear that i would not have the strength to live on without you....I'm really scared. I'll move on with life, but you'll always be on mind....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[praying hard that you'll get well]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-115959993272940075?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/115959993272940075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=115959993272940075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/115959993272940075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/115959993272940075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/09/somehow-i-managed-to-keep-my-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-115952602264798308</id><published>2006-09-29T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:19:40.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I cried myself to sleep for the past two nights. I fell asleep thinking of you, i dreamt of you and woke up many times during the night and wonder how can i help you get well. I woke up in the morning with tears at the corner of my eyes. You are the 1st person that came into my mind. wondering how are you today, whether you'll be better, or is it still the same? Many thoughts just flashed in my mind. My mind was in a whirl. I simply don't know what to do.I have no mood to do anything, I didn't have the mood to study for my exams, I didn't have the mood to do my paper. I was just thinking of you all the time. It seems useless and maybe abit stupid, but i can't help but think of you all the time. I tried very hard to force myself to stop crying, telling myself that crying wouldn't help. but my tears just break free at the thought of you, at the thought of you suffering. I tried my best to force myself to study, telling myself that i have to do well to make you proud of me, telling myself that i must pass my promos so that i can at least be a step closer to entering the university. But again, I just couldn't. I cannot focus, because it's you that i'm thinking about! You just fill up the whole of my mind. My friends were telling me that such things are beyond our control and it's common among old people, but why must it be you of all people? Why must people like you suffer all your life? Slogged all your life and get nothing in return? Why? I really wish i could do something. But i'm just as helpless as anyone else. I promise i'll shift my focus onto my studies and do well for the last 2 papers. I will and I must. Like i said, that's the only way i can repay you for all that you've done for me. For taking such good care of me, for filling up my life with precious memories. Excelling in my studies is the only way to show you my gratititude, and i know you've always wanted me to do well in my studies and also to be a happy girl. So i'll listen to you, i'll stop crying, i'll be a happy person just like before, i'll strive hard in my studies. I'll not let you down!!! I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-115952602264798308?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/115952602264798308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=115952602264798308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/115952602264798308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/115952602264798308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cried-myself-to-sleep-for-past-two.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-115933815332937890</id><published>2006-09-27T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:43:32.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Why must such a thing happen to u? why must it be u of all people?! i really dun understand. u were once my pillar of support, u were once the only one who could tolerate all my nonsense (my cryings and my naughtiness). u were the one who took good care of me. u were the one who had the patience to take care of me. When everyone including my parents couldn't tolerate my cryings, u were there to comfort me. to stop me from crying. u gave me so much love, so much more than u've given to ur daughters. u nv complained about the trouble i caused, u never showed a sign of tiredness even though u had to take care of me for 5 days every week, for 4 years. waking up in the middle of the nite to feed me, to make sure i sleep well, to make sure i'm safe. Not a single word of complain came out from u, not a single sign of tiredness, all that i could see was joy. Pure joy. Even when i started school and no longer stay with you, u would always call me during the holidays to ask when i'm going to ur hse. i was always on ur mind. And whenever i go to ur house, u would be beaming with joy,cooking all my favourite dishes, always asking me to stay over for a few days. And whenever my parents came to fetch me home, u'll look down from ur corridor and wave goodbye until my dad's car is gone. Even when u could hardly remember anyone in the recent years, u nv forget abt me. You always asked about me. That was a comfort for me. At the very least, u could still remember me and a few of ur family member. I know i've an important place in ur heart. likewise, u do have a significant place in mine. I wouldn't be who I am today without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But, when i went to visit you today, the greatest horror struck me! U asked me who am i? At that moment, i really wanted to cry. My heart broke at that very moment. I'm upset not mainly because u couldn't recognise me, but for the fact that ur condition had gone worse. I just couldn't accept the fact that god is being so unfair to you. I couldn't accept the fact that you have to suffer. I hate myself for not being able to do anything for you. I had so much to tell you, yet when i saw you today, i just couldn't say a thing. I just stared and stared and stared into the sky, trying very hard to control my tears. I wanted so much to just breakdown and cry out loud, but i didn't dare to. It breaks my heart to see you like that. I blame myself for not being able to do anything for you. You were well known for ur kindheartedness, ur good temper, ur patience and every good qualities person can have, u have them all!You are a perfect person. yet such a thing can happen to you. It really makes me wonder whether does it really pay to be kind? Will you get better? Will you remember me when i visit you again?Will you still think of me? Will you still ask me to stay over and accompany you? Do i still have a chance to show my love for you. Will you be able to understand? I promise you i'll study really hard and make sure i graduate from a university. I want you to be there,to see me in my graduation gown. I want to do you proud. That's the only way i can repay you for all that you've done for me. Even if you couldn't remember me, i'll still want you to be there to share my happiness. You've watched me grow up for 18yrs, and this shall continue. I want you to be there to see me in my graduation gown, to see me in my wedding gown, to witness my wedding, to witness the birth of my child. I want you to be there at every phase of my life, every chapter, every page. I just want you to be there, even if you cant remember a thing. Because i know deep down in ur heart,i have a place. Beacuse i know you want me to become somebody some day. Because i know no matter what, you still care for me, you want me to be happy. Many things may have changed, but the bond we shared, the love u had showered me with, ur love for me and your importance in my heart, the love i have for you will never change. I swear it never will. I just want you to get well, that's the only request i have for you. I'm willing to do anything for you, even at the expense of my life. All i want is to see you well again, to see the cheerful, chirpy you again. You had done so much for me, but at this moment, what can i do for you? tell me....please. I really hate to see you in this state, I hate it, the feeling is awful. I dun have the mood to do anything at all, cos my whole mind is all you! My heart is with you. Please get well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;[heartbroken]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-115933815332937890?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/115933815332937890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=115933815332937890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/115933815332937890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/115933815332937890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-must-such-thing-happen-to-u-why.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-114321235365895489</id><published>2006-03-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:59:13.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Whew, juz came back frm steamboat with Belinda, Jiayu, Winnie, Shu qing and Gina. We were there to celebrate my birthday 2 days in advance. Bcos i've to study for my common test on Sunday!!!(my bdae!) Hw sad=( But i had great fun tonight. They bought a small cake and hid it in winnie's bag, so i thought they didn't buy a cake. Aften we had our dinner, Winnie took out the cake from her bag and they only took one small candle. Which means i'm only 1 yr old!!! haha. Den, they realised they didn't bring a lighter along, so they light up the candle using the steamboat fire. Den , they sang me a bdae song and i had to cut the cake using a satay stick!!![ cos they forgot to bring a knife as well]. Then, Winnie had to feed me! hahaha... with a satay stick! Aft dat, one of them asked me to cut the cake and give them. So, i took the satay stick and was abt to cut the cake into 6 pieces when one of them pushed my head dwn! My specs was filled with cream!!!! That was when i realised it was a trick! The people sitting at the next table were all laughing. Aft dat, we went to the arcade. Jiayu and Gina started playing with the drum set. It was damn funny, cos they couldn't catch up with the music.... Then we went to play a game dat requires alot of hitting and Gina's thumb had a blue-black aft dat....Aft abt an hour or so, we went off and throughout the whole night, they were laughing @ winnie and i, cos we have to mug for our exams!!! And their exam is already over. Sianz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Not forgetting, Cai, Shir and yang gave me a wallet... which i chose for myself. hahaha. Lilian gave me a soft toy and Liling gave me a bracelet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Ok, gotta go liao... need to go start studying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Thank you ppl for making my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;To Belinda, Jiayu, Winnie, Shu Qing and Gina: Thanks for ur water bottle and the mini celebration. Really enjoyed myself alot tonight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-114321235365895489?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/114321235365895489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=114321235365895489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114321235365895489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114321235365895489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/03/whew-juz-came-back-frm-steamboat-with.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-114215165759780088</id><published>2006-03-12T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T16:20:57.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fun Day on fri (10 mar) was fabulous!!!! At first, we were all reluctant to go, but when we went, we really enjoyed ourselves!!! We had an amazing race at sentosa until arnd 1. That was the first time i ran around so much in sentosa and we finally realised that our PE is really useful. We made our PE lessons paid off that day! Not only that, most of us were burnt!!! We turned dark... hahaha.... Although there were some hipcups in between, cos jiali ran too much and she had a mild asthma attack when we were heading back to the end point. we stopped and waited for her to recover. We knew we would lose as a result, but we still waited, bcos we're a class! We wanted to reach the end point as a class, like how we started the game off. But after a while, the instructor asked us to go back first, cos we'll be delaying the dismissal time if we went back late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On that day, i finally see the class unity in us!!! We were really bonded as a class!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that, we went to toh tuck and prepared for the campfire at night. The house meeting was boring, but the campfire at nite was great! We really shook the whole school!!! hahahaha... And i realise i forgot hw to dance the MI dance. So yang and i juz followed what the others did and juz enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We were reluctant to go for the fun day and nw we were reluctant end the fun day. It wasn't that bad afterall. So now, we're looking forward to the MI carnival!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-114215165759780088?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/114215165759780088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=114215165759780088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114215165759780088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114215165759780088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/03/fun-day-on-fri-10-mar-was-fabulous-at.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-114154749840051460</id><published>2006-03-05T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:31:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've juz completed my SRP homework and my management project. The past two weeks have been a real torture. Was very sad and depressed. Nothing good seems to be happening to me. Fell ill on wed ( Down with stomachflu due to virus infection). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was reading through belinda and shu's blog. Suddenly feel lyk we haven't meet up for quite some time. it's only abt 2-3 wks ago when we last meet up, but it seems much longer den dat. Saw Belinda's dream house! I DUN WANT TO LIVE IN THE STOREROOM!!! U better give me a bedroom! And i tink u nd winnie to be there to tidy the hse. Cos we'll definitely mess it up! haha... Y give shu the kitchen? she can only bake brownies and nth else wad? If u put her there, the kitchen might end up being the science lab for her. And she'll do her experiment there and burn the whole kitchen down. hahaha... u shld put her in the garden so dat she can be with her friends ( the trees!) and help us block the sunlight. hahaha... But i tink if we really stay together, the police will come everyday to shut us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Btw, to Belinda, shu, shirley, yang, cai hua, my birthday is exactly 3 wks away frm today! It's an important day, so none of u can forget! Dun forget my present!!! i'll send reminders nw and then, so dun worry dat u'll forget. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;see you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-114154749840051460?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/114154749840051460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=114154749840051460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114154749840051460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114154749840051460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-juz-completed-my-srp-homework-and.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-114061977295479038</id><published>2006-02-22T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:49:33.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whow... it has been a long time since i last blogged. First and foremost, Happy birthday,Yang!!! Hope u'll lyk the present we gave u. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The results for the president of the 3rd student council is out!!!! YEA... iskhanda won! And saddad is the vice-president. Very happy for them. Thank god somebody nv win... hahaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Htp was fun too. The dance grp frm nus came over to perform today. When they asked for 5 volunteers, our cls saboed saddad.... he had to dance on stage!!!! He was supposed to learn some of the basic dance steps frm the dancers. The way he danced was so funny... he was so stiff.... i tink he really cant dance... we all laughed our heads off... the whole sch was laughing and i guessed he was embarrassed. hahaha... vice-president kana saboed....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next, ah shir, i'm so sorry i didn't finish running the 8 rounds with u today. Next time i run 6 rounds and u run 2. ok... hahahaha... i'm juz kidding. Dun be too happy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To shu: my head is ok already. no more concussions. thanks for ur concern. btw, i oso kana bitten by my buddies! so dun complain, k! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-114061977295479038?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/114061977295479038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=114061977295479038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114061977295479038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/114061977295479038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/02/whow.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-113837399937601340</id><published>2006-01-27T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T22:59:59.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year is coming!!! Juz 3 more days!!! Today's celebration in sch was quite fun. Instead of having a concert only, there was a treasure hunt and the teacher i/c actually hired ppl to set up stalls to teach lantern making and sell all the accessories! Yang, Cai Hua, Shirley &amp; I had to help out with the accessories stall. The person in charge taught us hw to make necklace and earrings, using all the chains and thread. And very surprisingly, i learnt very fast. Eh, dun tink my art standard no good, den cant do this type of things well, ok. i noe if Belinda and Shu sure wun believe me one. But it's the truth!! Even the person say we all learn very fast, and even wanted us to go dwn to their shop and help out whenever we're free! hahaha... then yang, cai went for manicure &amp; i only did pedicure. Initially, i didn't want to, but in the end i went to paint my toes for the fun of it! We reached @ abt 5.15 and only finished @ 8.45!!! Cos there was only one person doing for the 3 of us!!! But we all had fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yawns.... tired liao, dun wan to type liao. bye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!!! Have loads of fun &amp;amp; collect lots of angpao, k!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-113837399937601340?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/113837399937601340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=113837399937601340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113837399937601340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113837399937601340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year-is-coming-juz-3-more.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-113741172335424205</id><published>2006-01-16T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T19:42:03.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was a fun day in school! Hahaha.. although the day was super long (ended sch @ 5.15), but i had alot of fun disturbing cai hua during mgt. I kept asking yang&amp; shir not to disturb cai hua. But in the end got smacked by cai hua. Cai hua say me &amp; Yang i getting crazier this yr. Den shir is influnced by us, so nw oso everyday laugh and laugh and laugh!!!!! And u noe wad's the best thing? Even Miss Yok is being influenced by us! She has become much more cheerful &amp;amp; she still jokes with us during lesson... hahaha. I think we are getting closer to our goal-- make Miss Yok's lesson more interesting! Actually, she's a nice teacher and she's very nice to us. You know wad's the best thing? She suan me in cls today!!! HAHAHA, damn funny,Yang they all laughed until their head almost drop. Cos my chinese lit textbk tear liao, so i tld miss yok &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i du po wan juan shu. den guess wad she say, she said "ke shi mei you xia bi ru you shen"! Den yang and i read the poem using rap style! hahahaha. She's the one who rap and i make the background music! Damn fun. I tink i'm starting to enjoy miss yok's lesson! Cos WE ARE THE FUN MAKERS! As long as the 4 of us are in the cls, any boring lesson will bcome interesting&amp;amp; the teacher will be influenced by us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-113741172335424205?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/113741172335424205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=113741172335424205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113741172335424205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113741172335424205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-was-fun-day-in-school-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-113629891903742894</id><published>2006-01-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T18:12:19.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;First day of school today. Had to sit for GP and chinese paper2. We have a new principle! . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Another amazing ting dat happened is Song Fengyang actually became our PE rep... haha. everyone was laughing @ him and making fun of him! Guess he can't escape PE lessons anymore!!! Thankfully, i'm not the treasurer this yr. Really had a very difficult time collecting $$ last yr. This yr, our treasurer is Shirley! hahahaha... we thot by not voting for her then she'll not be in the class com. We wanted to help her but in the end got her into trouble! because she has the 3rd most number of votes, she became the treasurer! So sorry Shir! didn't mean to cause u into trouble =&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;to be continued....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-113629891903742894?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/113629891903742894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=113629891903742894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113629891903742894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113629891903742894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-113621379971240821</id><published>2006-01-02T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:43:41.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd jan 06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sian...tmr sch reopen liao! Though i'm happy dat i can meet my friends again. but dat's the only ting i'm looking forward to! haiyo... got to wake up so early =&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hopefully, the teachers i lyk will be teaching me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-113621379971240821?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/113621379971240821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=113621379971240821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113621379971240821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113621379971240821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/01/2nd-jan-06-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20400922.post-113614331498547124</id><published>2006-01-01T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:41:16.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st jan 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm a real computer idiot. i tink Belinda cheng cant tahan me liao... Anyway, went to my uncle's place &amp; sort of celebrated new yr. we had steamboat and everyone was shocked when i said i wasn't full..haha. den drank the Relax Choya. it was very nice. but aft i drink, my whole face was super red &amp;amp; hot! den now still abit blur....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, Belinda Cheng, thanks for ur help! thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20400922-113614331498547124?l=theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/113614331498547124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20400922&amp;postID=113614331498547124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113614331498547124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20400922/posts/default/113614331498547124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theres-always-hope-dun-despair.blogspot.com/2006/01/1st-jan-06-im-real-computer-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>i am wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05510469649079939361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
